The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 134 Abandoned Child

"That's true. I've gathered enough intelligence in the council, so this identity is no longer useful. You should leave as soon as possible."

Urudia's voice sounded hurried, with jumbled footsteps and muffled shouts coming from the background.

"Okay, I understand."

Wes gave a casual reply, his eyes fixed on the massive Tower of Paradise before him, sensing the powerful energy surging within it.

"Do as you please, but hurry up. The council has already dispatched a large army, including two of the 'Ten Wizard Saints'."

As soon as Urutia finished speaking, the communication abruptly ended, leaving only silence.

Weiss put away the communicator.

The Tower of Paradise has absorbed the magic of the 27 billion concept, and the entire tower is now like a giant magic crystal, radiating a soft yet dazzling light. Such an opportunity is once in a lifetime.

Wes judged that the Magic Council probably wouldn't activate "Magical Spirit Power" again; this power was right in front of him, waiting for him to master it.

"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."

"Tear it apart!" He plunged his wand deep into the ground.

With a dull thud, the enormous magic crystal that occupied almost an entire floor was cut into countless brick-sized fragments.

His suitcase seemed to have become a bottomless pit, sucking in all these precious magic crystals.

From the outside, the top floor of the Tower of Paradise appears as if it has been sliced ​​off by an invisible knife, revealing a hollow gap.

Before Erza and Jellal could figure out what was happening, their bodies lost their support and began to fall rapidly.

When they regained their footing and found themselves on another level of the tower, they realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Stop!!" Gerald roared.

Weiss seemed uninvolved, completely ignoring Gerald's warning.

He needed to seize the entire Tower of Paradise before the Magic Council's army arrived; time was of the essence, and every second was crucial.

"Celestial Magic: Meteor!"

Without further hesitation, Gerald charged toward Wes, leaving a trail of afterimages, determined to stop the man's madness.

"Armor Protection!" A set of seemingly solid silver armor appeared out of thin air, protecting Wes and blocking Gerald's fist.

Do you know what you're doing?

Ignoring Gerald's roaring questioning, Wes continued with what he was doing.

A dazzling bolt of lightning shot from the tip of his wand, heading straight for Geralt.

Gerald dodged the fatal blow in a flash, his speed like a shooting star.

"Draw a net!"

The lightning bolt transformed into a giant fishing net, rushing towards Gerald from all directions and blocking all his escape routes.

Gerald was trapped in the center of a giant fishing net.

"Dark Paradise!"

Gerald crossed his arms upwards, and a dark vortex appeared above his head.

This black hole-like entity releases a powerful gravitational pull that swallows even light, let alone the net woven from lightning.

Wes's magic was absorbed into it, but Wes knew very well that Gerald's move couldn't last long.

This guy is not someone who can be dealt with in a short time.

Wes's true objective was not to fight Gerald, but to recover as many magic crystals as possible from the Tower of Paradise.

Although I'm not very skilled yet, I should be able to hold this guy off without any problem.

Wes began to cast a new spell, his figure gradually becoming blurred, accompanied by violent shaking.

Another "Weis" separated from the original Weis's body like a phantom.

This is not an ordinary clone technique, but rather a technique that divides Wes's power and magic equally, so that the clone has the same strength as the original.

No matter how powerful the attack, this clone will not easily dissipate.

The only drawback is that any damage suffered by the clone will be reflected in the original body without reservation.

But for the current situation, such assistance is more than enough.

The two Wess were of one mind and reached a tacit understanding without needing to exchange words.

The main body faced the enraged Jellal, while the clone acted swiftly, racing against time to collect the scattered magic crystals.

This action thoroughly enraged Gerald, whose forehead veins bulged and who was burning with fury.

"You think you can escape my grasp like this?" he roared, launching another attack.

He unleashed a powerful burst of magic.

"Celestial Magic: Seven Star Sword!"

Seven bright spots appeared in the sky, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, emitting a dazzling light.

Immediately afterwards, seven dazzling magical beams of light descended from the sky like meteors, striking Wes with lightning speed, their power comparable to a real meteorite impact.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Faced with such a devastating offensive, Wes was prepared to respond.

Centered on his body, a mysterious stream of water appeared out of thin air and swirled around him.

The speed and scale of the water flow gradually increased, eventually defying gravity and soaring into the sky, transforming into a towering ocean current that pierced the clouds.

Two completely different forces collided violently in mid-air, the water was evaporated by the high temperature, and the entire Tower of Paradise was shrouded in a thick fog.

"Frozen Realm!"

Wes gave a low shout, and his magic erupted.

The surrounding environment changed abruptly, the air temperature dropped sharply to below zero, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Even the breath exhaled instantly condensed into icy mist, permeating the air.

Gerard's speed was thus greatly limited, and his movements slowed down for a moment.

Seizing the opportunity, Wes flicked his left index finger, and an ice pillar rose from Gerald's feet, sending Gerald flying.

Gerald, having lost his footing in mid-air, appeared somewhat caught off guard.

"Avada Kedavra, eating a giant melon!"

A deadly curse, carrying the scent of death, was aimed directly at Jellal in the air.

Gerald sensed that deadly power.

"Triple Magic Circle - Mirror Water!"

Three magic circles of different colors—black, purple, and red—appeared in front of him in turn, forming a perfect protective circle.

Wes's fatal curse was bounced back even faster when it touched the magic circle.

Wes had no choice but to use teleportation to dodge, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

Gerald clasped his hands together, "Nine Thunder Stars!"

As soon as he finished speaking, nine powerful magical celestial bodies, formed from condensed energy, attacked Wes from all directions, creating a comprehensive, all-encompassing assault.

Wes skillfully dodged them all; Wes's tenacity exceeded Gerald's expectations.

If I don't stop him from continuing to collect magic crystals, everything I've meticulously planned over the years will be ruined.

At this moment, he desperately needs a strong helper.

"Damn it! Why hasn't Ultear arrived yet?"

Sorry, only two chapters today and tomorrow; my work schedule has been too full these past two days, so I haven't had time to write. I'll start updating more frequently from the day after tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)